The Peasant Female Doctor

Now that he was married to Eleven, Yang Shifeng officially moved into Eleven’s current room and moved all his original things. After a while, the room became different.

Yang Shifeng likes this feeling of intertwining everything between two people, especially seeing the clothes of two people mixed together, there is an indescribable sense of satisfaction, can not help but hug the eleventh who sleeps in the bed. Kissed her forehead lightly, moved it to her eyes and nose, and finally kissed her red and slightly swollen lips, fearing to wake her up, didn't dare to go deep, only on the lips Grinding, no one can kiss enough.

Eleven frowned because of the touch on his lips, Yang Shifeng hurriedly let go, not daring to kiss again, and simply sat on the bed and watched her sleep.

Just looking at it, I couldn't help the smile at the corner of his mouth.

Yang Shifeng never knew that it turned out to be so magical to like someone. He couldn't control his own heart. Her joy, anger, sorrow and joy were completely in the hands of the other person. Her every move always affected her heart. She was willing to do everything for her. . It seems that I have lost myself, but I feel resigned. Now, she is his sweet burden, and perhaps in the future, this burden will increase.

Yang Shifeng moved his gaze to Eleven’s belly, watched quietly for a while, and slowly stretched out his hand to cover it, moving his fingertips slightly, gently rubbing it.

In the future, will there be a little baby here, a little baby belonging to him and her, just as beautiful and cute as her, will call his father happily, will stretch out his little hand to hug him, will sneer in his arms Acting like a baby?

Just thinking about this, Yang Shifeng's heart became excited, and his whole body was warm. Can't help but think of what it would be like to have a child.

If you have a child, you have to earn more money. The child is not easy to raise. Not only does he hope that his child has enough food and clothing, but he also hopes that he can go to school and learn to read and see a bigger and better world outside. , Don’t be illiterate like their older generations, and spend your entire life bowing their heads in the ground.

The child born to him on eleven should not be like this.

Yang Shifeng thought, relying on the income of the current grocery store is still not enough.

"What are you looking at? Huh?" In the eleventh eleven, I felt that someone was looking at him all the time. I didn't expect to open his eyes to see that Yang Shifeng was staring at him, and he didn't know how long he had been watching.

Yang Shifeng touched Eleven's face, "Wake up? Can't you sleep?"

Eleven opened the corner of the quilt and said lazily: "You come in and hug me to sleep for a while."

Yang Shifeng had no choice but to take off his coat and went to bed with her.

Eleven happily nestled in his arms, curling his hair to play.

Yang Shifeng saw that she was not sleepy for a while, so he told her about his plan.

"Eleventh, I'm currently considering buying things in the hands of people in the village, so that they can not only come to our shop to buy things, but they can also come to sell things."

On November 1st, I understood, "You want to collect things sold by people in the village, and then resell them to the town?"

"Well, now the villagers really don’t have to go to the town to buy things, but if I want to sell something to make some money, I still have to travel thousands of miles. Sometimes I have to walk all day to sell a basket of eggs. If I spend They should be willing to accept money for their things, but the price is a bit short."

After thinking about it on Eleventh, I think this idea is still possible, "I think the villagers are willing to sell it to you, if I don’t want to toss all the way. We have our own donkey cart, and you have to go there from time to time anyway. It’s okay to go to the town and sell things along the way. It doesn’t delay anything, and there is no possibility of losing money.”

Yang Shifeng kissed Eleven’s forehead and nodded, “That’s what I think. I am familiar with many shop and restaurant owners. Some restaurant owners have even asked me if I have such things as chickens and ducks in the village. , They need it very much, and I can sell things directly to them when that time comes."

Eleven was not too worried about this, but asked: "Why do you suddenly remember this? Our shop usually makes good money. Why do you do this again? How tired you are."

Yang Shifeng smiled and touched her belly, "It's okay, not tired, why not make more money if you can make more money."

Eleventh I think about it, so I didn't ask.

Two days later, Yang Shifeng asked Grandpa Yang to talk to the villagers about the purchase of the shop in the village when he was fine. He also wrote the words on the wooden board and hung it on the door. The purpose was to let everyone know the news and let people sell it. thing.

Two days after the news was released, someone came to the door, and the village chief turned out to be the first one to come. The village chief came with a basket full of eggs. He sighed and asked, "Shi Feng, will the eggs be collected?"

The village chief looks much older than before, and his whole person has a sense of depression, like a tree being bent. Yang Shifeng probably knows why, but he doesn’t say much, just nodded, "Eggs." Yes, but it’s less than the price in town, do you think it’s okay?"

The village chief heard the price and thought it was okay. He didn't want to travel all the way to the town. He couldn't bear the tiredness when he was old.

"Okay, then you pack all of my eggs, and I will take the basket away."

Yang Shifeng nodded and carefully moved all the eggs in the village chief’s basket to his own basket. After calculating the money, he gave the village chief fifty cents. "The village chief, there are fifty cents in total. You count. "

The village chief didn't count, so he accepted it. After a moment of silence, he asked, "What else can your house accept besides eggs?"

Yang Shifeng replied: "In addition to eggs, chickens, ducks and geese, livestock and wild herbs are all collected."

The village head nodded and said to Yang Shifeng, "Shifeng, I plan to sell all the chickens and ducks I raise at home. I can't get so many of them to town. If you can, I will sell them to you. ."

The village chief’s words were full of helplessness and sadness, and Yang Shifeng was also very embarrassed, but he couldn't care about anything, so he didn't say anything, nodded and said: "Okay, you can."

The village chief smiled and walked away with his back.

Grandpa Yang sighed after the village chief left, "Here, grandchildren are not filial. It's a crime. See how the village chief was so energetic, what he is doing now."

Yang Shifeng didn't know what to say. He was grateful to the village chief. When his grandfather was ill, he took care of their grandfather and grandson, but he could do nothing about the difficulties of his family.

Grandpa Yang was still saying: "The girl from Cuilan was arguing about not marrying, so the village chief's family had to refuse the other side, and the family was ruthlessly harassed, losing face and lining, and Dawei also owed money to that brat. There is no way to pay it back. Everyone is anxious about this matter. I guess the village chief has no choice but to sell all the animals in the family to save money, but even if it is sold, it is far from enough."

Song Dawei owes too much money, which is not something that an ordinary rural family can take out. It is not enough even if the family’s things are sold out. The village head and his wife are old and can’t make money, and Wang Dawei is unbelievable. In temperament, Song Cuilan is not a temperament to consider for the family, so everyone is unwilling to lend money to the village chief's family.

Yang Shifeng also couldn't do anything. He could only collect everything from the village chief's house and give more money.

After the village chief came, many villagers came one after another to exchange the things at home, and young and powerful hunters from other villages came to sell their prey to Yang Shifeng, for what Yang Shifeng gave. The price was also satisfied, saying that he would sell all the prey to him in the future.

Because many people come to sell things at home, and at the same time it drives the family’s business. Many people will buy something they need at home if they have money after selling things. The child is happy, anyway, things are selling much better than before.

Within ten days, the things collected at home were too much to be stacked, and the inventory at home was almost gone. Yang Shifeng took all the things collected to the town and sold them. After going there for a whole day, he came back. Counting, I was surprised to find that I made a few taels of silver this trip. Although each item only made a little difference, it couldn't hold up the large number. The more the number, the more money was made overall.

Grandpa Yang happily closed his mouth from ear to ear for this, and even made many large boxes in one go in order to give Yang Shifeng the recovered things, so he was too busy every day, and he walked with wind.

.............

Early that morning, Yang Shifeng was arguing with Eleven in the quilt. Suddenly, he heard a rapid knock on the door outside the door, and Yang Shifeng shot it out with fright, his face stiffened all of a sudden.

"Puff--" Eleven couldn't hold back, covering his mouth and laughing. He didn't intend to cover his mouth, but thinking about it, he was afraid of hitting the man's self-confidence, so he covered his mouth.

Yang Shifeng looked at Eleven’s smiling face that was actually the same as no one. His face became darker. It was a man who couldn’t bear it. He grabbed Eleven and bit her lips, biting them eleven and begging for mercy. Alright, okay, I don’t mean to laugh. I know this is not your normal level. You are amazing. You see how badly I cry when you cure me."

Yang Shifeng became uncomfortable the more he listened, coughing, and getting up with red ears. Grandpa Yang was already shouting outside.

Yang Shifeng quickly dressed and opened the door under the shining gaze of eleven shining eyes. Grandpa Yang saw Yang Shifeng coming out and knew that he might have disturbed the young couple, but the matter was a bit urgent and he didn't care about so much.

"Grandpa, what's the matter?"

"There was a disturbance at the village chief’s house. Not only did things smash, but the village elder and two were injured. The young boys in the village went to see it. You can’t let the village elder and two have an accident in our village. You should also go and see. We are too indifferent even if we don't even turn our heads."

When Yang Shifeng heard this, he immediately pursed his face, and hurriedly went in and said to Eleven. Eleven felt that this was not a problem and let him go.

Yang Shifeng went this way, and didn't come back until noon. On the eleventh he took his hand and asked, "How is it going over there?"

"It was Song Dawei. The village chief’s family didn’t have money to compensate the family, so the family came to quarrel and asked the village chief to take the money. The village chief couldn’t afford so much, so he smashed the village chief’s belongings and had to fight. The village chief and his wife, fortunately, people have gone to the village, so the old couple did not suffer serious injuries."

Grandpa Yang also eagerly asked, "What did you do then?"

Yang Shifeng shook his head, "The village chief took out all the money that he could get. To be honest, there is no more. If they are still embarrassed, they should kill Song Dawei to make a plea. The family thinks that they can't get it, so they take the money. After leaving, Song Dawei was severely beaten and let go. "What Yang Shifeng didn't say was that the family seemed to have abolished Song Dawei's lifeblood.

Grandpa Yang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, "This is the best result, and the village chief's family can't stand it anymore."

Yang Shifeng nodded and said nothing more.

But after all, the Yang family runs a shop. People come and go every day, even if you don’t know it, every day there are women chatting about gossip while shopping.

When eleven was okay, he simply moved the bench and sat behind the counter, knocking the melon seeds and listening with relish.

"You know, Song Dawei was so badly beaten that he was swollen. I heard that he couldn't even eat, and he could only lie down all day to heal his injuries."

"I know that the day of my family's mouth passed. Song Dawei's **** was beaten up to be invisible. Let me tell you, it's more than that. I heard that the family didn't get that much money in the end, so I just took Song Dawei's money. His life is gone, saying that he will never be able to hook up with a married woman in the future."

"Ah? That root is broken? Isn't that..."

On the eleventh, I became interested, my eyes were bright, and I listened more carefully.

Yang Shifeng looked at Eleven's high-interest look, and shook his head helplessly, pinched her pink face, causing Eleven to wrinkle his nose.

Eleven ignored this person and continued to listen.

"No, the village chief's house is just such a single seedling. It is hopeless in the future, and the Song family is considered a dead end."

Another person shook his head and said, "In fact, it is not. Isn't there another Song Cuilan? If Song Cuilan can recruit a door-to-door son-in-law and the child's surname is Song, the Song family will not be considered an absolute household."

"I said so, but the Song family has nothing now, which is different from before. There are still people who are willing to come to be the son-in-law? It's difficult."

"It's really difficult. I guess no one wants it."

There was no interest in the next topic eleven, and he stuffed the melon seeds in his hand to Yang Shifeng and went to the medical room to be busy.

Unexpectedly, after a period of time, things have progressed again. People who come to the house to talk about gossip have a new report. On 11th, they know that there is a big gossip. Now she is very boring. Stretched out his hand towards Yang Shifeng and blinked at him again.

Yang Shifeng can now easily see her meaning in her eyes, and immediately squeezed her little nose helplessly, "You."

Eleven stretched his hand forward again.

Yang Shifeng grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the box containing melon seeds and gave her, and then saw her knocking melon seeds, and then listened to gossip in an open manner.

After eleven, it was Song Dawei's wretched man's gossip, so I didn't think it was about Song Cuilan in the end.

"You know, the village chief really found a son-in-law for Song Cuilan's girl!"

"Ah? Except that the house is pretty good now, the village chief's house is just a mess. What man can agree with?"

"Generally men don't agree, but the village chief found Song Cuilan an orphan with both parents dead, and he doesn't look very good-looking. How can Song Cuilan look good? The man agreed."

"No wonder, the orphan doesn't care about being a son-in-law, and coupled with his ugly appearance, he will not be able to marry a daughter-in-law. The village head is willing to marry his flowery daughter to him. What he is unwilling to do."

"That's true, but Cuilan's heart is so high that she is willing to agree?"

"I don't know the specifics. I agreed anyway. Now the man has moved into the village chief's house. I saw it once from a distance. He doesn't seem to be tall enough."

"Ah? Doesn't the village chief have a wedding or something? Just live in?"

"What about the wedding? I suppose that the two of them have paid their respects at home. If the banquet is held, do you think it can be done with the current state of the village chief's house? Then there is nothing valuable in the house."

"That's right, next time I go to the village chief's house, I might still see people."

On the eleven, I kept hearing people leaving, and then I threw the melon seeds away, stretched my waist, didn't feel much about the content just now, and then went to work on my own affairs.